Here I am sitting a random guys car really wishing I didn't come to the party
Shawn: "so how old are you?"
Me: "what is this 20 questions?"
Shawn: "well I hate awkward car rides,and I thought we could get to know each other,you don't-"
Me: "17"
Shawn: "what did you say?"
Me: "my age. I'm 17"
Shawn: "seriously you look like your at least 19"
Me: "thank you?"
Shawn: "so...your a senior? What do you want to go to college for?"
I start to roll my eyes because I don't want to talk about college like I used to get that from my mom I don't want to be reminded
Shawn: "undecided huh? Well you have plenty of time."
Me: "turn here,then make a right I think."
Shawn: "Paige are you telling me you barley know where you live?"
Me: "I just moved here okay don't judge."
Shawn: "I'm not judging,right here?" putting his hands up in defense and then quickly putting his hands back on the wheel
I nod and he puts the car in park.
Shawn: "well it was very nice to meet you Paige."
Me: "yeah you too."
Shawn: "maybe we can hang out sometime, I was told that I'm a pretty fun guy."
Me: "yeah I barley feel comfortable giving you my address let alone my phone number." I pat his shoulder "nice try tho." As I get out of his car he rolls down the window
Shawn: "hey! I'm not like every other guy."
Me: "sure your not, bye Shawn!" Kinda sarcastically
As I enter the house Matt is sitting on the couch
Matt: "your home early"
Me: "it's 12 am"
Matt: "yeah and parties go til-" he turns around and see me in big clothes. "why the hell are you wet?"
Me: "well some dumb jock threw me in the pool."
Matt: "who drive you home?"
Me: "some kid named Shawn."
Matt: "who's Shawn?" Raising his eyebrows
Me: "well mr protective,just a nice guy that brought me home."
Matt stars to sand up and walk towards me
Matt: "just doing my job" kissing my wet head. "Go take a shower and go to bed. See you in the morning."
Me: "yeah see you in a couple of hours"
I head up stairs and find some pjs and I head to the bathroom and close the bathroom door and I lean against it
Me: "woah, his eyes."
I snapped out of it
Me: "stop Paige he's a fuck boy and he's a big celebrity that only cares about himself."
I head into the shower having butterflies in my stomach. --so you ship them?